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[larcenous]

Who: Aella, anyone
When: Day 42, morning
Where: Kitchen
What: MEAT!!!!!

[Seriously, guys, this is way too much meat.

… Or it would be, if it wasn't Aella doing the cooking. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS TOO MUCH MEAT, and, as the shenanigans progress, it smells delicious.]

Comments

[familiarized]

I'm sure you could eat him, but it seems like you already have enough meat.

[larcenous]

There's no such thing as 'enough meat'.

[familiarized]

. . . no?

[larcenous]

But if that thing's a pet of yours, I'll let it slide. We've got a honeydillo called Bruce livin' in one of our closets.

[familiarized]

Yes, he is a pet. I am glad you will not eat him today.

[larcenous]

No problem, no problem~.

[familiarized]

Mm. I am Enkidu.

[larcenous]

Aella! Nice t'meet'cha, Enkidu.

[familiarized]

Same here, Aella.

[larcenous]

So, how'd ya end up with a moss lion for a pet?

[familiarized]

Some chasing and then some talking.

[larcenous]

Talkin' to who?

[familiarized]

Rambo, of course.

[larcenous]

. . . Oh.

[familiarized]

[ . . .??? ]

[larcenous]

You ain't... Lacertan, are ya?

[familiarized]

No?

. . . Lacertan . . . like Lacerta?

[larcenous]

Yeah.

[familiarized]

No, I am not.

[larcenous]

Aww...

[familiarized]

. . . are you disappointed?

[larcenous]

Heh. Nah, I ain't.

[familiarized]

Aerta is Lacertan, mm?

[larcenous]

Yep.

[familiarized]

Are there any other Lacertans here?